We went to Sligo today...and I spent loads of money. Not on anything very exciting though...some batting, that's the soft filling you use for quilting...glue, I know...just how boring is fabric glue. A couple of metres of Bond-a-Web...that's a sticky fabric which glues itself to a backing for when making an appliqué...some rather fearsome looking press studs which are hammered into the fabric...good for bag fastenings...a little diddley ruler for cutting out Dresden shapes...and a big bag of scraps.
The bag of scraps was only €2 and it's stuffed full of...well. scraps. Bits of velvet and cotton and lengths of ribbon and some pale pink tulle...it's lovely. I emptied it out when we came home and practically gloated.
And I bought a can of sticky spray...to bond fabric to batting the very lazy way instead of using oodles of pins...
So I spent loads of money on not much...but it was nice doing so!
The ladies who work in the shop are lovely altogether...one is Polish with an eye for colour...ask what will go with this...and she'll produce just the perfect match without seemingly making any effort at all...the other lady has an embroidery machine...she makes wedding dresses and such like...the bodices of which are heavily encrusted with crystals and complicated patterns. She showed me one she's working on...so incredibly beautiful. Any woman would be thrilled to bits to wear such a frock...
Himself had a wander downstairs where there are saddles and harness...proper boots with a little strap around the top...paints and varnishes and Christmas decorations and pet rabbits for sale and those dinky push along trolley things for people who need something to hold while they are walking about...I'd quite like one of those actually.
There are seriously fancy walking sticks and bags of dog biscuits and Christmas stockings for pets and a run on the floor full of Guinea Pigs...there are tropical fish as well..tank after tank of brightly coloured Angel fish and tiny Guppies and slightly creepy looking catfish with long whiskers...
Small scruffy dogs are led into the grooming parlour and emerge snowy white with neatly trimmed fur...they bounce about and pounce on the cages filled with Russian Hamsters and White Rats...buy a pair and get €5 off!
There's an African Grey Parrot that sits on his perch outside his cage and mutters under his breath while slinging peanuts over the floor and warning signs about not banging on the glass tanks containing enormous snakes...curled up fast asleep under their radiant heaters...
At the other end there is paint and varnish and stuff to prevent dry rot and reels of duct tape and half a dozen dozy looking lads behind a long counter...
We spent the afternoon much as always...Himself took the dogs out for a walk and picked up Nancy and Tilly on the way...they all rolled in something long dead and stinky and looked pleased with themselves and little Tilly ran home on her own.
I emptied out my bag of goodies and spent a while fiddling around before retreating indoors...
The postie had brought parcels and cards while we were out...they've been unwrapped and displayed...and we've poked and prodded the packages and decided we know just what they contain...
It was a good day.